❝but he needed her. like the crackling stars demanded their wretched sky.❞

A collection of EXCERPTS. [poetry, quotes, and otherwise]. Your place to come when you feel lonely, because you're not alone when you feel this way. "We cling to music, to poems, to quotes, to writing, to art because we desperately do not want to be alone. We want to know we aren't going insane and someone else out there knows exactly how you're feeling. We want someone to explain the things we can't." IMPORTANT: Read 'not an update; read please' beforehand. Note: parts more towards the end are fairly better than the beginning, just a fair warning. **TRIGGER WARNING** [Highest ranking: #1 in Poetry]

You are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly

A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.